The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

The reflection of the Milky Way was left on the wall, flowing shallowly. Fu Yuhe lay on the sofa, blinked in a daze, and then came to his senses what Shen Yi had done and said.

Fu Yuhe felt depressed for a while.

His hand paused and landed on his stomach.

Was it intentional again?

Fu Yuhe's dark pupils seemed to be dimly lit, and his teeth were itchy. He lightly licked his lips. He drank wine tonight. He was thirsty and drank water to quench his thirst, but the water didn't seem to have much effect.

He lowered his eyes, covering the dark light in his eyes, "I warned you."

Hearing Fu Yuhe's voice, Shen Yi turned his head: "What?"

"It seems you didn't listen." Fu Yuhe murmured.

"Listen to what?" Shen Yi only felt that a few words surrounded him, but subconsciously separated from his mind, "Brother Fu, I am very obedient, how dare I not listen to what you say. "

"Really?" His two words revealed a gloomy coolness.

Shen Yi: "Of course."

The man on the sofa propped up his upper body on his elbows in the next second, his drunken head became more and more drowsy, and Shen Yi's almost "provocative" behavior earlier completely annoyed Fu Yuhe, making him almost unwilling to hide his Feeling.

"Fu..."

Shen Yi opened his mouth, and then he started to speak. Before he could say it, he was crushed firmly by the man who turned over from the sofa, and there was a muffled sound in the living room.

The weight of an adult man should not be underestimated. Fortunately, Shen Yi stepped back a bit, so Fu Yuhe's knee didn't hit his important part, but touched the cushion.

He was wearing a bathrobe, and when he bent over, Shen Yi's position was the best viewing area.

Fu Yuhe grabbed Shen Yi's collar, propped his body on the ground with one hand, and asked softly, "Huh? What do you want to say?"

Shen Yi felt a little thirsty.

"I didn't think about...what to say." He said.

Fu Yuhe: "Why can't you speak now?"

Shen Yi: "..."

Fu Yuhe moved the hand that was holding his collar to his face, and pinched his chin: "Say it."

Shen Yi was wearing a casual black T-shirt, his washed hair was blow-dried, and fell messily on his forehead, which was very homey. This similar scene made Fu Yuhe suddenly have a picture in his mind, which was Shen Yi's first time. The first time he came to his house, he talked to Shen Yi for the first time.

Shen Yi didn't wear anything on his upper body, and later put on his clothes.

He didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but at this moment he suddenly remembered that it was raining that day, with the sound of crackling rain outside the window, the cool and humid air, the boy was standing in his room, his hair was dry after taking a shower, and a drop of water Falling from the end of his black hair, it slid down the boy's chin, flowing from his smooth and small chin to his neck, and sank into the collar of the black T-shirt.

There was a smile on the corners of his lips, and his lips were smoky red after taking a bath, looking soft and alluring, but there was an unruly arrogance at the corners of his brows and eyes.

He stood at the door with his back turned to him, turned his head suddenly, and asked him provocatively - what would he do if he was really gay.

How to do it well...

Fu Yuhe pinched Shen Yi's chin in a neutral manner.

At that time, whenever Shen Yi had ulterior motives towards Fu Cheng, he would naturally teach him a lesson.

But he looks like, sometimes looks like, and sometimes doesn't look like, thinking about it, it's more like it was deliberately done for him, and it's self-evident what An feels.

How could he just run away so easily after being provocative or teased?

Fu Yuhe is used to mastering the rhythm of the scene in business, he is very familiar with the temptation of you coming and going, and this mentality has also left traces in life, such as now, Fu Yuhe is very upset after being teased.

It is necessary to take back the initiative, and let Shen Yi know that some people are not something he can easily tease.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Because Fu Yuhe pinched his chin, Shen Yi leaned back and slightly raised his head, his eyes looked down. This expression was made by him, showing a little contempt, "This is not good. Come on, look, your bathrobe..."

He didn't notice the danger coming, or he did, but he didn't care. He smiled and raised a hand, rubbing his fingertips on the collar of Fu Yuhe's bathrobe, "It's about to fall..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and the smile in his eyes stopped.

The sudden approaching breath made him feel out of control for the first time. After he froze for a short while, the various senses of his body slowly conveyed the information to his brain.

The touch and strength of Shen Yi's lips bumped into each other made his lips numb for a few seconds, and he felt the pain and numbness after a while. His ears were very quiet. He smelled the fragrance of Fu Yuhe's body. Light taste, there is a sense of calm and abstinence.

The galaxy on the wall shakes faintly.

Fu Yuhe's breathing was a bit heavy, like the breath of a beast, his lips were as soft as the cream on the cake that Shen Yi ate today, soft and sweet, he couldn't help sticking out his lips to lick them, and then he felt numb and went straight From the chest to the tailbone of the spine.

He raised his hand and clasped the back of Fu Yuhe's head, turning passive into active.

Fu Yuhe's lips were so soft.

There was an ambiguous "sizzling" sound during the kiss, and the air was filled with scorching heat, like a crackling fire, which intensified.

Shen Yi's lips became moist, and so did Fu Yuhe. After drinking alcohol, his brain was a little bit flustered, and he was doing menstruation that didn't suit him at this moment recklessly, regardless of the consequences.

They are like two wolves in battle, trying to win or lose, their lips are doing the most intimate thing, but their hands and feet are suppressing each other.

Fu Yuhe grabbed Shen Yi's wrist, and Shen Yi pressed Fu Yuhe's leg... They kissed inseparably, passionately and passionately.

"Snapped"--

The coffee table was bumped and moved, there was a grunting sound, the glass that Fu Yuhe dropped on the ground earlier rolled away, and the heavy breathing seemed to be magnified several times in their ears.

After an unknown amount of time, most of Fu Yuhe's bathrobe fell apart, and a voice suddenly came from upstairs.

"Brother!?" Fu Cheng called out.

It was as if a touch of cold water had been poured down, the fire was extinguished a bit by the cold water, and the two of them stopped their movements at the same time.

At the stairs on the second floor, Fu Cheng climbed the stairs and looked down. He saw the galaxy flowing on the wall and heard movement, but he didn't see where his brother was.

"Are you down there?" he asked.

Fu Yuhe seemed to wake up suddenly, and vividly interpreted the essence of "Pull the X and Ruthless". He pushed Shen Yi away, pulled the bathrobe together, and stood up with the sofa.

"What's the matter?" He said his voice was several degrees hoarse than before, and it was also mixed with lust.

Fu Cheng didn't hear it, "Don't sleep on the sofa, you'll catch a cold easily, and your voice will become hoarse."

Fu Yuhe: "...um."

He covered Shen Yi's mouth to keep him from making a sound.

Shen Yi was lying on the ground. He didn't feel it just now, but now he felt that the floor was a bit cold. He blinked his eyes, and sprayed all his breath on Fu Yuhe's palm. There were still flames in his eyes, and he looked at Fu Yuhe honestly. Struggling, only tilted his head.

Fu Yuhe asked Fu Cheng what he was doing here, Fu Cheng said he heard movement downstairs and thought something was wrong, when Fu Yuhe relaxed his vigilance, Shen Yi suddenly broke away his hand and called "Fu Cheng" loudly.

"Huh?" Fu Cheng poked his head from the stairs, "Shen Yi, are you there?"

Although Fu Yuhe quickly covered Shen Yi's mouth again, it was useless. He covered Shen Yi's mouth with a calm expression, but Shen Yi still felt his rare bewilderment for a few seconds.

"What do you want to do?" Fu Yuhe lowered his voice and asked through gritted teeth.

"What are you doing covering my mouth?" Shen Yi also whispered, "Are you afraid that Fu Cheng won't find out? Brother, you are guilty."

Fu Yuhe: "..." I was right.

A sword was imperceptibly stabbed in the heart.

"Brother?" Seeing that his brother had lost his voice again, Fu Cheng lifted his feet and went downstairs.

"Don't talk nonsense." Fu Yuhe whispered hastily.

"What nonsense?" Shen Yi asked.

Fu Yuhe: "Ask knowingly."

Shen Yi: "If you don't speak directly, I don't understand."

With a helpless expression, he glanced to the side, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Fu Yuhe: "..."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Shen Yi chuckled, "It's okay to keep it secret, but it has to be exchanged with conditions. After all, I have kept it secret for you so many times before, so it's not too much to make a request."

Fu Yuhe twitched the corner of his mouth: "You want me to tell Fu Cheng that you seduce me by telling me that you don't sleep in the middle of the night..."

"He won't believe you." Shen Yi said bluntly, and then said the script that had just been released with a nasty smile, "You were drunk and confused for a while, and you mistook me for someone else, and pressed me on the ground to force me. Poor, I just came to give you a present..."

"Brother, are you uncomfortable? Shen Yi?" Fu Cheng walked to the first floor over there.

If it wasn't for the sofa covering them, the wonderful posture of the two of them would be completely exposed to Fu Cheng's eyes.

Fu Yuhe interrupted Shen Yi: "That's enough, I promise you."

He let go of Shen Yi, stood up and sat down on the sofa beside him. Without his restraint, Shen Yi sat up slowly. He bent one leg, straightened the T-shirt on his body, and put one hand casually on the sofa. On the sofa, looking sideways at Fu Cheng.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Cheng asked, "Why did you ignore me just now?"

"Just now..." Shen Yi's tone was meaningful, he glanced at Fu Yuhe, Fu Yuhe raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, but there was still lust in his eyes, like a wild horse, just by his eyes can make people rise desire to conquer.

"Look at the stars." Shen Yi pointed to the wall, "I gave Brother Fu a birthday present."

The light was dim, and although each other's facial features could be seen clearly, but details like red and swollen lips were not so clear, so Shen Yi was not afraid that Fu Cheng would see it.

"Then... why did it turn out like this here?" Fu Cheng looked at the mess and asked, paused for two seconds, and said, "Did you guys fight?"

Several pillows rolled down on the ground, the coffee table was out of position, and the paper towels on the table fell to the ground and were crushed into a mess.

"Ah..." Shen Yi said, "Your brother drank too much and fell down."

Fu Cheng cast aside his doubts in an instant, and asked in surprise, "Brother, are you okay? Where did you fall? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Fu Yuhe, who was forced to fall, said, "...it's all right."